"It has nothing to do with me." After finishing speaking, he closed the book with a snap, got up and left.
The back is clear and handsome, lonely and arrogant.
That's right, Lin Shumo never cared about the affairs of the circle, and never even admitted that he was a member of the circle.
But he was born in the Lin family, and he was extremely expensive. In order to improve the level of the entire circle, he would always be unilaterally drawn into the group.
Fortunately, although he didn't admit it, he never denied it.
Everyone didn't feel strange at the moment, they watched his back go away, and continued to discuss whether to teach Jiang Fuyue a lesson—
"I think appropriate warnings are warranted."
"How to warn? Say it with your mouth? Su Qing's mouth is quite mean, what happened?"
"Then... bring a few people to show her some color?"
"Are you crazy? Fighting during the training camp, do you think you didn't die fast enough?"
"Besides, Su Qing and Chen Sichang were punished, and a few coaches are watching us now. Once we make a move, we will definitely catch the bag, who will take it?"
This time, no one spoke.
The seats in the competition are hard to come by. They are here to participate in the training camp, not to engage in chauvinism.
No one is a fool to ruin their future because of this little emotional dispute.
"But we can't just leave it like that, right?" A boy who usually has a good relationship with Su Qing and Chen Sichang said in a low voice.
"Can't just let it go like this," the leader rubbed his chin, with a half-smile, "Then I would trouble you to go to Jiang Fuyue and give a verbal warning."
The boy was stunned, and suddenly his eyes stared straight: "Me?!"
"Yeah, I think you have a lot of complaints about Jiang Fuyue. I'm afraid you've been holding back your complaints for a long time. This is just a chance for you to vent your anger. Take advantage of it."
After finishing speaking, he patted him on the shoulder, as if giving him high hopes, and then... left.
Others also left in twos and threes.
Wang Haojun, who left the "heavy burden" on his body, stood there dumbfounded and didn't react for a long time.
On the second day, Jiang Fuyue noticed that someone in class looked at her frequently.
She ignored it.
Write the answer to the last small question of the last question, "Teacher, hand in the paper."
"Teacher, hand in the paper." Another voice sounded not far away at the same time.
Jiang Fuyue looked around in a blink of an eye, just in time to bump into the other party's gaze, met in mid-air, and retreated at the same time.
Lin Shumo's face was pale, like a little Bodhisattva who would not eat fireworks in the world.
Jiang Fuyue lowered her brows and looked calmly, her expression unwavering.
Qin Libin accepted the test papers of the two, and immediately took them to the podium and rubbed the answers secretly.
As expected, it was all right again.
He glanced at the half-written test paper in his hand, and had to admit, "Old..."
Jiang Fuyue went straight to the cafeteria, while Lin Shumo walked towards the school gate.
They ran in opposite directions and did not talk.
outside the school gate.
Zhong Ziang was wearing sunglasses, leaning against a supercar, staring at the school gate under the scorching sun.
Finally seeing a familiar figure, he immediately stood up straight: "Xiao Momo is here!"
Lin Shumo's forehead twitched, but he couldn't hold back: "...don't shout."
"Tsk, I've been shouting for so many years, I'm sorry that I'm here now, isn't it too late?"
"..."
Lin Shumo: "Why are you looking for me? I've been in a closed training camp recently, and I want to go find Lian Chengkai. He's too busy at home to panic."
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm a good student now."
Lin Shumo pursed his lips, and looked him up and down a few times: "Going to Linhuai, is it really reborn?"
Zhong Ziang curled his lips: "Believe it or not."
"You came to me today not just for the sake of talking, right?"
"Hey..." Zhong Ziang rubbed his hands.
Seeing his actions, Lin Shumo felt that nothing good would happen, and sure enough—
"Do me a favor."
"What's busy?" He was faintly alert.
Zhong Ziang opened the door and took out a... er... thermos
Then pass it to him.
Lin Shumo didn't dare to answer: "What?"
"chicken soup."
"?"
Zhong Ziang: "Hold it first! I'm closing the car door."
Lin Shumo reluctantly took over, his ears turned red: "Q everyone's food is pretty good, you don't need to get me these, motherfucker..."
"Who said it was for you?"
Lin Shumo: "?"
"Hey, please help me bring this to Jiang Fuyue, just say I gave it to you, personally!"
Lin Shumo: "Who?"
"Jiang Fuyue, you should know, right? The one who participated in the summer camp with you this time is, cough... a pretty girl, with a slender waist and long legs, and she's a goddess when she's not smiling..."
"You brought her soup?" Lin Shumo frowned so tightly that he could pinch a mosquito to death, and looked at him suspiciously, "What's your relationship?"
"Just, classmate..." Zhong Ziang's eyes flickered slightly, and his neck quickly became abnormally red.
Lin Shumo's tone was firm: "You like her."
"Hey, you are indeed a brother, you can guess right, that's amazing!" Zhong Ziang punched him on the shoulder, smiling vigorously.
"Linhuai knew each other?"
Zhong Ziang: "Yes."
"Together?"
"Not yet... Isn't this chasing after me!"
Lin Shumo sneered: "It's no wonder you're so attentive, and you've used all the bad tricks of giving soup."
"What a bad move? This is called sincerity! I asked my mother to cook it herself, it smells delicious!"
Lin Shumo has tasted Xie Yunzao's craftsmanship, tsk...
"Should I send it over and be accepted? If she doesn't want it, how can I step down?"
Zhong Ziang had already thought about it: "If she doesn't want you, just drink it, it just so happens that there is no need to waste it."
Lin Shumo: "?"
"In short, it must be delivered to her!" Before leaving, Zhong Ziang urged.
Lin Shumo looked at the sports car going away, and then looked down at the thermos bucket in his hand.
The expression... It's indescribable.
On the other side, Jiang Fuyue had already had lunch and was about to go back to the dormitory.
At that time, other people had just finished class and flooded into the cafeteria with the flow of people.
The benefits of submitting papers in advance are infinitely magnified at this moment, no need to queue up, no need to occupy a seat, let her choose the freshest dishes, and she can have a few minutes more lunch break...
"Jiang Jiang Fuyue! Stop!"
An angry shout came from behind, but it was not difficult to hear the meaning of being strong on the outside but doing nothing on the inside.
She turned around, and a strange face came into view.
From head to toe, the boy is a top-tier fashion brand. He is 1.75 meters tall, not tall, and has a thin body. There is a bright red pimple hanging on his nose.
"you call me?"
Wang Haojun managed to pluck up the courage to howl, but when Jiang Fuyue really turned his head to look at him, scanning himself from head to toe with his detached and indifferent gaze, he suddenly became timid.
"You called me?" she asked again.
"Yes yes yes... me!"
"You stutter?"
"No, no, no." Wang Haojun wanted to slap himself, telling you to lose the chain at a critical moment!
Jiang Fuyue didn't smile, she didn't even have any other expressions: "What do you want from me?"
"You, you, you, to Su Qing, Chen, and Chen Sichang..."
"Speaking with my tongue straightened, I can hear it noisy."
Wang Haojun: "?" For the first time, the young master was clearly disgusted, and he was a little dazed.
Jiang Fuyue just walked away.
"Wait—" he reacted and chased after him.
Now the tongue straightened, and the words flowed from the brain: "What you did to Su Qing and Chen Sichang has seriously offended our circle!"
Jiang Fuyue waited for him to say more, but the man stopped: "That's it?"
"Of, of course not." Wang Haojun originally wanted to see her reaction, but he didn't see anything and didn't say anything, and was considered slow
Depend on!
"I came here today to warn you, stop trying to provoke people in our circle, otherwise—"
The man stopped again, the corner of Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched, and she had to pass him a message, "Otherwise what?"
When Wang Haojun saw that she had finally come at the pace he wanted, he couldn't help but feel complacent.
"Otherwise, I will let you know how powerful it is!"
Jiang Fuyue: "... idiot."
I thought I could speak some level words, but the level is not good, and I am a parallel importer.
Immediately lost interest.
"Next time send someone decent, as for you..." Forget it, she didn't bother to comment.
Wang Haojun: "?" I felt offended.
Jiang Fuyue had just walked not far away, and before she left the silly sight behind her, she saw Lin Shumo walking towards her.
Only this time... His eyes were fixed on himself.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and looked back lightly.
Why, the Beijing circle is still planning to play the game of courtesy first and soldiers later
Send a bastard to find out, and then enlarge the boss to bite people
Although she didn't deliberately inquire, Jiang Fuyue knew that Lin Shumo was a top existence in that circle.
Facts proved that Jiang Fuyue's premonition was right, because he not only stared at herself, but finally stopped in front of her.
"Jiang Fuyue?" The young man's voice had the texture of a clear spring stone.
The gurgling is cool and the sound is crisp.
Quite a few curious eyes cast towards the two of them.
Including Wang Haojun: "?" Why is Young Master Lin here? Didn't you say that you don't care